The very sweet girl that has had them for four weeks brought them for a visit today. A friend of mine was there and we hoped she might want one or both of them.
Momma kitty comes up on the porch every morning to eat, then she goes under the door to the loft of the barn.
She is a smart girl.
She is snuggled down in the middle of bags of selvedge, out of the wind. She lets us get close, but not too close. She seems to be watching us with more interest lately, and less anxiety.
I am still bent on ending her promiscous ways. She can live outside all she wants, and I will feed her, and give her shelter. But no more little ones.
I used to call her Bubba, when she first came around. That was before I saw the babies. I guess now I should call her Bubbalee, or Bubbles.
She is too serious to be Bubbles, though.
I have been playing around with some lace weight wool I have, plying it with other yarns.
Why? you ask.
I guess just because I can, and I am curious what I can make out of it.
I have a lot of it, so I am looking to ply lots of it.
In the spirit of self examination.........as in "What's it all about, Alfie?"
here are some quotes that I really like.
"What I want is what I've not got, what I need is all around me."
"A man who carries a cat by the tail, learns something he can learn in no other way."
"We work in the dark — we do what we can — we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art. "
"I learned this, at least, by my experiment; that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours."
Henry David Thoreau
Oh, and Weaving Whiz...........how's about you come on up here and show me your weaving skills, eh? I'll even buy you dinner at your favorite, Red Lobster, and maybe some Blue Moon ice cream?